To the boy who was positive towards me writing because I wanted to, Thank you. Thank you for not judging me and saying such positive things to me. You're one reason my fourth periods are great. Your warm tone and friendly vibes make me feel important. Thank you for telling me you would be my friend because I mentioned I don't have too many. I'll never tell you how much it means to me that you're even including me in your conversations. Thanks for never judging anyone, no matter that all of your friends are. You make life worth living. You make me glad I'm alive just to be able to hear your words of wisdom. You always encourage me with your words, asking me if there were things I didn't know because I seem to know everything. I'll always be glad to give you my input, just as long as you'll give me yours. Your friends should be really glad to have you in their lives. I know I'm honored to have someone as popular as you conversating with someone as dysfunctional as myself. Keep doing what you're doing because you're going to go places.
Your friend,
The girl in both of your fourths
YOU ARE READING
To Feel
PoetryJust a girl putting her feelings into words. From poems to unsent letters, I pour my soul into each piece. Many of the pieces are about the dark parts of my mind, and wanting types of love that I'll never be able to have.
